Words form and find their way out,
not on my power alone.
Something deep pushes and prods.
I always saw the best in you,
Intimate melancholy lures out the worst.
Tangled in our sheets we never saw the end,
sinking from a lofty position,
things looked as if they should.
Never seeing the crick in our step,
passionately, blindly feeling into the dark.
Hands clasp lock as one, hearts rhythm
and meld together.
Poisonus seas swell, crash onto the rocks.
Lay upon the beach, treacherous rays cloud out
and choke, clogging judgment,
making sight unseen.
Fault lines drawn in the sand, now only time can tell.
Careful guidance and truthful thought,
rightful actions and simple